Lyrics:
are all the habit's I adopt
I just tell her let one stop
You came through, who the fuck
The fuck is wearin' flip flops?
Buy his whole backpack every
dig it with a Doctor Brown's Cream Soda... or a CEL-RAY!... but! we are not groupies! No matter what you think...
No, I never...
We are not groupies..
morning fog
Oh baby, yeah my heart's a-thumping you
My brown eyed girl
(Brown eyed girl...brown eyed girl)
You my
Brown eyed girl
Do you remember
fi the red bottom the new false hair have one trick to show you my dear inna your belly my cocky ago disappear Kim see the rifle and start get scared
my only friend
Is the city I live in is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire, hey
'Cause it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-y-n
stick around - why you doing it)
They’d rather be who they are, right now
(Forever)
Out of the blue, she living with me
& I’m living out life
Ask,
Or in the studio
And um
I'm just so proud
Of, how you are so focused
To do what you love
Shackled by his feet and hands
No village, no image, what it
Lord show me the way lead me to be a good father
Ru gave us da ball we gon forever go harder
Dey like how Yu get her she so forgien shit I bought her
We
Karen, least of all you
KAREN: What do you fookin know? I might be
CRAIG: No you fookin won't! What are
You gonna be famous for?
You can't fookin do
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
some'o your brown shuga (aw, yeah)
Nkechi nye'm some'o your brown shuga (aw, yeah)
Abeg I want some'o your brown shuga (aw, yeah)
Oooh baby
Omo you gotta
just withering away
My memory banks are stuffed, I am just living day by day
Cheer up Mother Brown
You know you mean so much to the ones you love
Cheer
the same when I'm touching and kissing your lips
Fell in love with your brown eyes
Fell in love with your sexy ways
You are a beautiful lady
You are Sexy
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test - I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
Brown skin glow sunset
My comfort
Complex no concept
Ill will no confess
Brown skin glow sunset
How at ease are you
With selling yourself for less than
I fucked Amanda, you talk propaganda
Only gettin' money, on the Maranda
I stay candid, government branded
Heavy handed, woman demanding
When you hear
You look at me and baby, all you see are my blue eyes.
I'm not a man baby, all I am is what I symbolize.
Brown-eyed woman. (Stay away, baby.)
life's in perile
And me I'm the herald
Heretic double dare you
Disrespect I'll ensnare you
Kick it so rare to see
Such a victory by the D
I'm so mean no
in my mama yard, sittin' on E's
I'm bout this fee, I'm bout this fee
Just know what's free
You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth so don't
aligned with the cultures
Where your vacancy's at
See i'm mexican
Blessed to know brown excellence
Every time I reach back
Please believe I reach for you
If
papier-mâché
Damn my lines bark so, who taught the bitch to speak that way
You could say I'm a student, tutor, teacher well either way,
I am myself, you are you
is to unlock the door
While those around him criticize and sleep
And through a fractal on a breaking wall
I see you my friend, and touch your face
why I'm preaching your name
Cuz on my canvas theres a brighter picture all because the depths of your paint
Brown Honey
Are you tryna show perfection
That power
Oh, oh oh
This is on a bus back from camp. I'm thirteen and so are you. Before I left for camp I imagined it would be me and three or four
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